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Three matching
poker chips at three crime scenes.

This is the work
of a serial killer.

Klamath Moore.

Anti-hunting activist

and pain in my ass.

I have
to stir things up

'cause that's what
gets attention.

My specialty
is human hunting.

His specialty is blowing
steam out of his ass.

Hey, you can't do this!

I'll leave Luke
for company.

Why would he be
coming after us

after all of
these years?

If it is Nemecek,

he's already got
men on the way.

Tell me
what is going on.

They've seen us together.

That's
government property!

- Hey!
- Now you let me go.

Oh, no. Luke.

Oh, no.

This is 784
with a gunshot victim en route.

ETA 15 minutes.

10-4.
ER on standby. Ready to receive.

Radial pulse
is weak and thready.

Prepping defib.
Multiple abrasions.

Blood pressure 80 over 50, and falling.

Patient has gone cyanotic.

Oxygen levels deteriorating.

Okay, let's go.
We're ready for you.

Let's get him
to OR three.

Sir, I'm sorry.
You're gonna have to wait outside.

Ah.

Ow!

Where's Dad?

He's fine.

He's at the hospital
with Luke.

Luke got hurt.

Somebody shot him.

Is he gonna be okay?

I hope so.

I really hope so.

Okay, honey
get ready for school.

Hey, can you
do me a favor?

I need
the emergency contact for Luke Brueggemann.

Sure.

Just wait, wait, wait.

Okay.

795892.

Thanks.

Yeah. Have a good day.

Yeah. You, too.

We're sorry.
Your call cannot be completed as dialed.

How's he doing?

We've stabilized him,
but the bullet did a lot of damage.

A cardiothoracic surgeon
is on her way from Cheyenne to assist.

Is he gonna make it?

I'm hopeful,
but there's no guarantee.

He's gonna be in surgery
for the rest of the day.

We should have
a clearer picture after that.

You should head home.

We'll call as soon
as there's news.

All right, thanks.

You already did everything
you could getting him here.

If he lost any more blood,
he wouldn't have made it to the hospital.

You saved his life,
tying that bandage around his neck like that.

Oh, I didn't do that.

He must have
tied it himself.

There's no way someone
with Luke's injuries could have done it.

Guess he's got
a guardian angel out there.

Luke, what was that?

Luke, answer me.

Luke, answer me.

Is he gonna make it? DOCTOR: You already did

everything you could
getting him here.

If he lost any more blood,
he wouldn't have made it to the hospital.

Joe?

My God, Joe.

You okay?

Hey.

I can't come in
to work today.

- I'm sick.
- McLANAHAN: Oh, you're sick?

Well, that's too bad.

Cops don't get sick days,
so suck it up.

Been up all night.

Coming out both ends.

Oh, my God.
I don't need to know

any details, all right?

Fine. We'll manage
without you.

I mean, anyone can answer
a damn phone.

Homemade kolaches.

Breakfast of champions.
You've got to try one.

Those things
are delicious.

You seem upset.

Gee, I wonder why.

Maybe it's 'cause
men tried to kill me,

and I'm your hostage
till God knows when.

You know, I have a life
to get back to,

and an important job
that you are sabotaging.

When is this going
to end, Nate? Huh?

How many more men
do you need to kill?

You know,
don't tell me.

As many as it takes.

All right,
how about this?

I'll give you three questions,
and I'll answer them straight.

About anything?

Yeah, about anything.

Thanks.

I gotta show you something.

Okay.

I dug deeper
into Klamath Moore.

He's not just
a media-obsessed scumbag.

What do you mean?

Well, Sheridan
mentioned that

he talked to
other schools,

so I looked into it.

And it turns out
he was in both towns

giving lectures
the exact dates

that Dan Garrett
and Warren Tucker were murdered.

You think he had
something to do with them?

I think it's a hell
of a coincidence if he didn't.

Hmm.

Klamath knew
how Frank was murdered

almost as soon
as we found him.

And we just assumed
that someone at the capitol had leaked it to him.

But could he be
the killer?

Would he be so stupid
as to draw attention to himself?

Never underestimate
the attention needs of a narcissist.

That's a fair point.

There's something
that I don't get.

Why would he go back
to the crime scene last night for Conway?

Any one of us
could have seen him. It's careless.

And he has been
so methodical up to this point.

I don't know.
You're right. That's a big risk.

And there's
something else.

When I got back
to the truck,

Luke had this
makeshift bandage

wrapped around
his shoulder,

and the doctor said
there's no way that

he could've
tied that himself.

Maybe Conway did it
before he died.

No. Gunshots went off
all at once,

and Conway took
two hits in the chest.

What does it mean?

Well, it means
that the killer saved Luke's life.

Why?

Maybe he didn't mean
to shoot Luke in the first place.

What aren't
we seeing?

Well, killer or not,
Klamath is a lead.

And it's a start.

You gonna
talk to him?

No.

No. If he is our guy,
we need to approach him like a wounded predator.

Go in at an angle,
avoid eye contact.

What is this?

That's Terry Boulden.

Klamath and his followers
attacked him at a hunting banquet.

Wow.

- Joe.
- Huh?

If we're going
after a predator,

why not talk
to his prey?

Hold your fire.

I'm a game warden
for Twelve Sleep County.

Let me see
some identification.

All right, I'm going
to hold it up.

Here it is.

I'm standing, slow.

Easy, easy.

Hey, I just want to talk.

Inside. Quick.

When I was a boy,
my dad, he wasn't home much.

But, uh, hunting
and, uh, stuffing game,

that became our, uh...
Our special time together.

Just me and my dad.

He, uh, passed away
last year.

Um...

Um, I'm sorry
to hear that.

He would've
been so proud

to see me win
Outstanding Life Size.

And that sick
son of a bitch, Klamath Moore,

ruined it all.

Yeah.

That is his
whole business.

Yeah.

My life has been
a nightmare ever since.

Yeah. After the attack,
I sued his sorry ass, but then...

But then some asshole
in his organization doxed me,

and they released
all my information.

My name,
my phone number, my address

on their damn
anarchist message board.

And since then,
I've had rocks through my window.

They... They smashed
my car with bats.

I got a voicemail
from a man.

He said he wanted
to roast me like a deer.

That sounds...

Unpleasant.

Yeah.

Now they're killing
hunters for real?

Well, I could be next.

Do you have any idea
who could be doing this?

I'm sure it's one of them
nut jobs on there.

"There?"

On their message board.

Ah.

The regular thread,
it seems innocent enough,

but, but you look
at the comments section below,

they're practically
making confessions.

Hey, hon, check
the comments section

on the Stop the Slaughter
message thread.

Okay, I'll poke around,
see what I can find.

I'm going to stop by
the Sheriff's Office

and see if they ever
looked into Terry's death threats.

Joe, you didn't tell me
the governor shut down hunting season.

- Who's saying that?
- The news.

Did you not know? No.

I mean, there was talk,
but a heads up would have been good.

There's gonna be blowback.

It might come our way.

The hunters are gonna
blame me for this.

Well, we'll be all right.

You stay safe, okay?

Yeah, I will.
I love you.

Love you, too.

They're offering us
$40,000 a head for the Andalusians

and $100,000
for the Oldenburgs.

Cover the import tax,
take care of customs.

We're not selling
our prized horses

to a bunch
of Maple-suckers.

We don't have
very many options left, Mom.

We'll hold on
for a better offer.

They're just
taking advantage of our weakened state.

It's only getting
weaker, Mom.

I spent weeks in Alberta
putting this together.

We're not gonna get
a better deal.

Okay.
Now, hear me out.

What if
we keep the horses,

and we sell their semen
on the black market?

I know a guy.

We are hanging on
by a goddamn thread here.

Hunting season
has been shut down.

The outfitting business
is our best source of revenue,

and it's gone!

If we don't make
money somehow,

we're gonna
lose everything.

You're right.

We're just going to have
to open hunting season back, then.

Yeah. You got a plan?

- I'll call the governor.
-I already did.

Bastard's not
returning my calls.

It's bad, Mom.
The whole country's going to hell.

It's unconstitutional,
is what it is.

They're oppressing us.

We got to fight!

That's exactly
what we'll do.

We're going to rally
every hunter in the state to come together

and claw back
our God-given right to hunt

by any means necessary.

Hey, there's
my little tea biscuit.

Hi.

If this is
some low rent

farm-to-table
restaurant thing, I'm out.

No, no, no. I...

I just told you
that we were having lunch so I could...

So I could
surprise you.

No, I'm surprised
and hungry.

Well, this is
for you, my dear.

How does that
suit your appetite?

Go on, open it.

Huh?

I bought us a ranch.

Yeah. Yeah.

Now you can move
out of the motel,

and we can
live together like a real couple.

Now, I do still have
to break it to my mom,

but she'll be
happy for me.

Maybe.

Kyle, this is
a ranch house,

not a ranch.

Now, Missy, just,
just wait until you see the bonus room, huh?

I talked them into
letting us keep the La-Z-Boys.

Real leather, too. Yeah.

There's no "us."

God. How did I
let things get this far?

Nibbles, what, what
are you talking about?

I mean, we're
so happy, right?

Oh, honey, this
isn't happiness, this is...

Delusion.

What?

I've had
many opportunities

to marry my way
to the middle bottom.

But this is not
the life for me.

And the fact that
you think that this would satisfy me...

Well...

...just shows me
how far apart we really are.

I'm done, Kyle.

All right?

So, please just
don't call me again.

Oh...

No, don't do this, all right?

Look, I love you, Missy.
All right? You...

You're my everything.

Oh, April.

Joe, Joe, Joe,
something horrible has happened.

Is it Luke?

No, no, it's not Luke,
all right?

It's your mother-in-law.

She broke
my heart, Joe.

You think you might be able
to talk to her for me?

Trust me, you dodged
a bullet there.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You watch that
tongue of yours.

There isn't a woman
on this planet like Missy.

I won't argue
with that.

All right.

Listen, can you...

Can you find
a file for me on a Terry Boulden?

He's a hunter
that was targeted by Klamath Moore.

Yeah. Cricket, you gonna answer that?

She's not there.

Just hang on,
all right?

- Terry Boulden.
- Yeah, Pickett, just...

Where the hell
have you been?

We're at
DEFCON One here.

The whole Game
and Fish Department is in jeopardy.

That's not really
my top concern right now.

Three hundred
and fifty jobs aren't your concern?

Not to mention you've gone
and destroyed another truck.

Hey, get back here!

You made this mess.

Wally Conway is dead
because of you.

If he hadn't
been handcuffed,

he could have
defended himself.

You had no authority
to do that.

And if Luke dies,
that's on you, too.

Hey!
Hey, hey, Joe!

Hey, Joe, let him go.
Hey!

Joe! Be calm now!

He tried to kill me.
He's crazy.

You all saw that, right?

And you're lucky
that I stopped him.

What the hell
were you thinking,

bringing a civilian
up there?

Wasn't a damn picnic.

Conway's death
is on you!

- McLANAHAN: Sheriff.
- What?

Governor just landed.

Wants to see us all
in 15 minutes.

Oh, that's just perfect.

I look forward to him
wasting all our time.

You just try
to calm down, all right?

McLanahan,
get the conference room ready for the governor.

Your days
as a game warden are numbered, Pickett.

I don't care what
the governor says.

You'll be lucky
if you can get a job baling hay

when I'm done
with you.

What we have here, gentlemen,

is a USDA certified
prime shit burger.

The public
knows everything now.

Dan Garrett, Warren Tucker,
Frank Urman, Wally Conway,

and the real tragedy,
Buck Lothar.

And that's not even
my real headache.

Hunting season
has been shut down.

Hunting is half the reason
why people live in Wyoming.

And there's rumblings
of armed protests

being organized
in Saddlestring.

There's gonna be
rioting on the street

because you clowns
can't solve this case.

Well, can you deploy
the National Guard?

I can't be seen clashing
with the hunters, Barnum.

It'd be political suicide.

Now, someone's head
is going to roll,

and it sure as hell
ain't gonna be mine.

So shape up,
put someone's ass behind bars

before this thing
turns nuclear.

Sheriff, I've got some
info on Klamath Moore, about the murders.

You got a minute?

Yeah, if it's quick.

to keep Saddlestring
from burning.

Then I got to
figure out a way

And then we'll make her
a nice, cozy bed with some fresh straw.

We want our new horse
to feel

comfortable and safe
here with us.

And it might
take some time

for her to settle in
and feel like it's home,

but that's normal.

Maybe we could get her
a new blanket, too.

That's a great idea.
I bet she'd like that.

April, honey.

This came back today.

Oh.

I can only imagine
how awful it is

not knowing
where your mom is.

I bet
you miss her a lot.

Sometimes I wish
I could talk to her.

I'm sorry
I didn't tell you.

You and Joe
have been so nice.

I... I just didn't
want you to be mad.

Honey, there's nothing
to apologize for.

Okay?

Of course
you miss your mom.

Being a part
of this family, which you are,

doesn't mean
you're not still a part of your family, too.

You never have to stop
loving your mom and dad.

The heart, it's this
amazing thing.

Even when you feel
more sadness than you knew existed,

somehow there's still
room for more love.

Does that make sense?

Mmm-hmm.

I love you, honey.

I love you so much.

Okay,
I've got it.

What?

My three questions.

Question number one,
have you ever killed somebody?

And not including
that other guy.

You mean illegally?

How would you define
a legal murder?

Yes.

You're not
gonna elaborate?

No.

That's two questions.
You got one left.

What? No, that should
not count as two.

You're the one that likes
the letter of the law.

Guessing we're not here
for happy hour.

And that's a statement,
not a question.

Sit tight.
I'll be right back.

Oh, my God.

- Who outed Big Merle?
- I don't know.

- I said who!
- I don't know!

Is Nemecek back?

-I don't know.
- Don't lie to me, man.

No. Please don't
rip my ear off.

Please don't
rip my ear off.

If you lie to me,
I'm gonna come back here,

but I'm not gonna take
just one ear.

You understand?

Look at me!

I'm gonna take
both of 'em.

Buckle up.

What the hell?

Don't worry,
it's part of the plan.

Yeah, some plan.

Who's Nemecek?

I've got
one question left, and I'm using it.

Who is Nemecek?

Forget the name.

That's not an answer.

Cricket.

No.

Fine.

Then I get
another question.

Have you ever ripped
people's ears off before?

Yes.

Shit!

I mean, what about us?

We're trying to hide,

and you just sent up
a signal flare.

I need them to think
we're in South Dakota.

We are in South Dakota.

And now they know
what car we're driving.

Yeah. We take care
of that next.

Hey.

- Hey.
- You all right?

I just, um, heard
from the hospital.

Luke made it
through surgery, but he's in a coma,

and they're not sure
if he's gonna wake up.

This is not
your fault.

Well, Randy
thinks it is.

Randy's an idiot.

When has his opinion
ever mattered?

He said
some things and...

And I, um...

Just...

- Joe.
- Ah.

- Hey.
- Mmm.

You haven't slept in days.
You're exhausted.

Go to sleep.

I'll be up later.

I'm exhausted
just looking at you.

Okay?

Did you find anything
on Stop the Slaughter?

Not yet, but there are
thousands of posts.

I'll keep looking.

Go. Come on.

Yeah.

All my cars are certified.

No lemons
on this lot.

I'm looking for
something that's

good on the
mountain roads.

- Ah.
- Maybe a little off-roading.

Little weekend
fun, huh?

Yeah,
something like that.

Well, this one's got
four-wheel drive

and great
traction control.

Yeah, feel free
to pop the hood, poke around.

Mind if I take it
for a spin?

No can do, partner.

I'm alone tonight.

I'm happy to take you
first thing in the morning.

Ah, all good.
I can handle it.

I'll be
really careful.

Got a strict policy.

You see that?

Now, she's worth
two times what that is.

I'll leave it
as collateral.

Hop in.

I told him we're going
around the block.

Yeah.

About that.

I'm not coming.

As fun as this whole

"you don't tell me anything
and pretend it's a joke" game goes, I'm over it.

Okay? I'm not
some suitcase you can lug around.

Look, this is
not a game.

This is for
your protection.

No, it's not!

These people
have already seen us together.

And they have tried
to kill me twice.

How is leaving me
in the dark protecting me?

How?

Okay, look.

I have... No. Mmm-mmm.

I can't tell you.

I have to show you.

And where we're going next,
it'll all make sense.

I promise.

So please
get in the car

because we have
to go right now.

Please.

My God.

Joe. Joe.

Joe, wake up.

You gotta see this.

- Is everything okay?
- Yeah, yeah. Listen.

"Last night,
I had a dream

"that a brainless hunter
was hunted himself.

"His body mutilated
in the same way

"he'd been mutilating
innocent animals."

It keeps going.

"A brave warrior
could make a difference.

"Make sure no hunter
ever feels safe again."

Who wrote that?

A user called Wolverine.

But, but, Joe,

this post, it was written
the day of the first murder.

No.

This one.

That's the day
Warren was killed.

And this one,
that's the day Frank was murdered.

That was yesterday.

"A great hunter will fall
while hunting the warrior in the wilderness."

- Whoa!
- Oh, my God.

Joe, this is our guy.

This is him.

Wolverine.

♪ I've been a puppet
a pauper, a pirate

♪ A poet, a pawn
and a queen

♪ I've been up and down
and in and out

♪ And you know
what I mean

♪ Each time
that I find myself flat on my face

♪ I'll get myself up...

Thanks.

♪ And get back
in the race

♪ That's life

♪ You know
I can't deny it

♪ Many times
I've thought of checking out

♪ But my heart
won't buy it

♪ But if there's
nothing cooking this come July

♪ I'm gonna roll myself up

♪ In a big ball and

♪ Die

♪ Bye-bye

That was great.
Whoo!

I, um...

I hear you finally
dumped Deputy Dipshit.

About time you dated
a real man.

Don't you think?

And I suppose
you believe yourself to be that real man.

Nah.

You see, I would never
date someone like you,

who doesn't even
know how to shoot.

Well...

Give me a gun.

I'll show you what
a good shot I am.

Okay.

Tomorrow.

Let me check
my schedule.

You can keep that.

Hey.

Hey.

You're okay.
You're all right. Hey. Yeah.

What is it, Joe?

I don't know.

I'm gonna take a look.
You check on the girls.

Hey, hey.

Be careful.

You stay here.

It's okay.

My God, Joe.

I expected the hunters
to be angry,

but I didn't expect them
to come here to our home and do that.

Sons of bitches.

Okay, I'll take care
of the heads.

Just make sure the girls
don't see anything.

- Keep them inside.
- Yeah, of course I will.

It'll be okay.

Sheriff. Yeah,
it's Joe Pickett.

I'm sorry
to call so early.

I woke to some elk heads
mounted on spikes in my yard.

I'm gonna need
a forensics team out here to see who gifted those.

Pickett,
I got head problems of my own right now.

Forty miles from where
we found Frank.

What's the head doing
all the way out here?

Looks like some sort of
demented bowling ball.

You know, I took
Missy bowling once.

She said
it was like bocce for poor people.

Oh, God,
I miss that woman.

Oh, God.
Try to keep it together, McLanahan.

Well, it looks like
it was left here recently.

A day tops.

See, flies.
No maggots.

Oh, God,
don't say that word.

Maggots?

Oh, I hate you.

Hey, do not puke
on the crime scene.

Why would you hang on
to a head so long

just to toss it
in the woods?

I don't know.
I had the same question.

I figured the sicko
just kept it as a trophy or something.

Stop trying to analyze
the motives of a madman.

It's pointless.

Who found it?

A hiker called Game and Fish
headquarters this morning.

Who calls Game and Fish
for a severed head?

How should I know?

This whole thing
is below my pay grade.

I'm done here.

That man
is a complete and utter moron.

Mmm-hmm.

I know we've had
our differences,

but I want you to know
I appreciate you helping out with this.

And the people
are scared and angry.

This protest
is gonna be a powder keg.

We'll be a little shorthanded.

I could use an extra pair
of boots on the ground.

Oh.

My only experience
with crowd control is elk ruts.

It's all right.

I guess the last thing
Saddlestring needs is another disaster.

I can be there.

Appreciate it, Pickett.

All right, everyone,
listen up.

Sheriff, anyone
been up here?

No, I don't
think so.

Are you trying
to insult me?

I can do
better than that.

You can hit from
this distance?

No, I've never fired
one of these in my life.

But that truck
is criminally ugly

and deserves
to be put down.

Here, let me
show you.

May I?

That's good.

That's good.

What I need you
to do is to relax.

And breathe.

And right
about there.

Now squeeze.

Don't pull
the trigger.

Wyoming Game
and Fish Department.

How may I help you?

Wendy, it's Joe.

Oh, hiya, Joe.
You catch the bad guy yet?

People have damn near
lost their minds over this thing.

The calls
I've been getting.

Ah, I can imagine.

Uh, speaking of,
can you do me a favor and send over the report

from the hiker that
called in the head?

Head? What head?

Frank Urman's head.

Uh, it was found
this morning.

A hiker reported it,
and I just wanted to see

if they left a name
or a callback number.

Yeah. There's no record
of any call.

You sure that happened
this morning?

Who told you
there was a call?

Uh...

Ah, it doesn't matter.

Thanks. Have a good one.

McLANAHAN: Please.
Just...

Just give me
another chance, okay?

Look, I'll figure out
this whole money issue, all right?

We'll buy a new ranch, whatever you want, okay?

I'll even rob
a bank for you if I have to, okay?

And I'm a high-ranking
law officer.

I mean, I can
do that, right?

Please.
Just call me back, all right?

I miss you.

I even bought a new cologne.

Smells like the...

Oh. Okay,
I gotta go. Bye.

Mmm.
Hey, Marybeth.

Hey, Deputy.

Where is everybody?

Uh, you know, just
down at the protest.

Shoot.

- I was hoping to get Cricket
- to help me with something. - Right.

Well, she called in
sick today,

so I'm on desk duty.

Hey, uh, before
you leave, um,

have you heard
from Missy by any chance?

No, I haven't. Why?

Well, it's nothing.
We just had a bit of a...

A real estate disagreement.

And then she dumped me.

Oh.

Do you think that maybe
you could talk to her for me?

Oh, no.
Uh, I'm not gonna get involved in that.

Oh, no, no, no,
this is... This is perfect.

Yeah. Look, I cannot
lose this woman.

I've never felt
this way about anyone in my entire life.

And until your mother,
I didn't even know

what slow,
sensual love really was.

All right?
Please, Marybeth. Just, just...

Just talk to her.
That's all I'm asking.

Okay?

- Okay.
- All right.

Okay. Okay.

I mean, I could
talk to Missy.

And maybe there's something
you could help me with.

What?

There's an account
on an online forum

that might be connected
to the murders.

I need you to run
the IP address through your system

and see
who it belongs to.

Do you have
a warrant?

Do you have
a girlfriend?

Wow. Hurtful.

Deputy, just think
how impressed Missy would be

if you solved
this case.

All right.
Let's do it.

This is about
protecting our sacred way of life.

Yeah!

Our rights
and our freedoms...

Yeah!

...are being stripped away
by some scared politician in Cheyenne.

If they're gonna
shut down hunting,

well, we're just
gonna have to shut down the town.

Yeah!

What right does
Game and Fish have

telling us
we can't hunt?

We pay
for their salaries.

The lame wardens
work for us!

Shutting down hunting
ain't gonna keep us safe. No.

We...

We are the only ones
keeping us safe!

The cops
are doing jack

while Game and Fish
takes our money.

It's time
to clean house!

Clean house!

Clean house! Clean house! Clean house! Clean house!

Scarletts are
throwing a match in a gas tanker.

This is bad.

Clean house! Clean house! Clean house! Clean house!

Clean house! Clean house!
Clean house! Clean house!

Clean house! Clean house!
Clean house! Clean house!

Shit.

Hey, we got company.

Klamath Moore
is headed south, down Main Street.

What?

I need
everybody here right now.

Okay, we're on our way.
Come on, we got to go.

Screw that.
I'm not sticking around

to get caught
in the crossfire.

Everybody
move in now. Let's go.

Clean house! Clean house! Clean house! Clean house!

Barnum, I need you
here now.

Hey!

Get the hell
out of our state.

We don't
want you here!

If you don't leave now,
you're gonna be leaving in body bags.

Kill, kill, kill.
That's all you know how to do.

I'm warning you.

Look around.
It's you who's been warned.

Stop the Slaughter!

Stop the Slaughter! Stop the Slaughter!

We're not gonna
tell you again.

Why do you love
animals so much? Your mom a pig?

Hey! Get off...
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Step back! Step back!

Stop the Slaughter! Stop the Slaughter!

Stop the Slaughter!
Stop the Slaughter!

Hey, come on!

Just keep away
from the windows.

You okay?

They're just
a bunch of thugs.

They would have
bashed my brains in.

What do you know
about these murders?

Excuse me?

Dan Garrett, Warren Tucker,
Frank Urman, Wally Conway.

You were in town
every time one of them was killed.

What do you
know about it?

Shame I never got
to see one happen.

Are you sure
about that?

I know
about Wolverine.

His posts
on your site.

- Yeah, I've seen
- the posts. - Mmm-hmm.

He is a true warrior.

No, he's a murderer.

And if you know
anything about it,

you're just as
guilty as he is.

Even if I did
know anything,

anything about Wolverine,

I wouldn't tell you.

This is
the best publicity we've ever gotten.

Donations
are pouring in,

Twitter is carrying
my message

all over the world
to a new generation.

Yeah.

You are a monster.

I'm a believer.

- You're a believer?
- I'm a believer.

Hunting...
Hunting is murder, plain and simple.

You can try to justify it
and make it seem natural.

But it is taking
an innocent life.

And one day,
people in the future

will look back
in horror

at the brutality
of how we treat animals.

You paraded images
of Frank Urman's

mutilated body
on television.

I did what
I had to do... And what's that?

...to make people understand.

Okay, you tell me.

How many people
believe in something

and dedicate
their lives to it?

Surely there's...

There's some part of you
that can understand that.

Right? I bet
you didn't become

a game warden
for the money.

Hey.

Yeah, it's not...
Not a great time.

Joe.

Joe, we got him.
We traced the account.

You're not gonna
believe it.

What? Who is it?

It's Randy.

I'm on my way there.

Randy Pope
is Wolverine.

Randy.

Okay. I gotta go.

You were saying?

Don't go anywhere.
Okay?

Randy, stop!
Get your hands up!

I said stop!

Did you kill
Frank Urman?

No.

I mean,
I disposed of his head,

but I didn't kill him,
I swear.

Randy Pope,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Frank Urman.

Frank was my friend.

I wouldn't kill him,
I swear.